Brides Revenge Novels & Stories

“Why would I joke about something like that, princess?” “But why would you want to help me get revenge on my family? And how does marrying you accomplish that?” she pressed, her brows furrowing in suspicion. Sebastian leaned back, his confidence unwavering. “You ask too many questions, princess. But let me spell it out for you. The Ashfords—my family—own the biggest company in the city. By marrying me, you gain access to a wealth and status your family could never dream of. You can take back everything they stole from you. What better revenge is there than making them bow to you?”

"Divorce Lucas, Florence. Marry me and get your revenge on him. He'll be half out of his mind when he found out that you married me. Our union will help crush him. When we get married, I'll let you live your life, and I'll live mine. We won't get in each other's way—We just have to stay married for only a year. And to top it all up, I'll give you fifty million dollars as compensation for helping me get the company." A picture of Lucas and Amy's cruel faces came into my view. I thought about all the sacrifices I made in my marriage with Lucas. I thought about everything I’d done for Amy as my best friend and how they choose to repay me. They both deserved to be punished, to feel the heart wre

Ariana's POV I was just getting started. The same way they were shocked about my return, that was how my next move was going to throw them off balance. The plan is simple. Get Isabella and break her against her will. Then, I will fold my hands and watch her carefully constructed empire fall apart. It sounded so easy as I thought of it but nothing about this felt simple to execute. Despite the revenge I was planning against these folks, the memories of Zayde and everything we had kept haunting me like a ghost when I least expected it.

Then she felt a small pinch at her thighs, she also felt the cold liquid transfusing deep into her body and merging with her blood. No!, No! She felt unbelievably cold, her eyes blurred with tears as her fierce fight turned into light squeaks. "Sylvester" ~ ~ ~ THE BRIDE WAS GONE, hauled from the chapel the way a victorious warrior carried the spoils from war. Danica's wide, horrified gaze met devyn chevon for a split second before swiftly averting, her stomach plummeting. She’d been trembling ever since the doors to the estate where the bride was in flew open and the strange man stood framed in the arched doorway like an avenging devil.

I'm staring up at the top parapet when it occurs to me to look down. Her door is open. I scream as I charge down the stairs. I will kill her. Not my bride but Acasia. She wouldn't dare. I burst into the room to find it empty. Fire leaves my human throat and the bedding goes up in flames. My bride will pay dearly for running from me, and I will have revenge on Acasia.

Like I was just a man sitting on a cold floor in a locked room full of dead women. "Tell me," she said. So I did. I told her about the first bride. How she died in her sleep. How the doctor said heart attack. How I believed him because why would I not believe him. I told her about the second bride. How she collapsed at breakfast. How the doctor said stroke. How I started to wonder but still said nothing. I told her about the third bride. How she complained of dizziness for weeks. How she asked me to take her to a different doctor. How I said I was busy. How she died three days later.

Her voice was bitter. "You could help me." "Help you what?" "How did you survive?" I asked. "The curse. All the other brides died. You didn't. How?" "I don't know. Luck? "Help me bring down the Blackwater family," I said. "Save our pack. Avenge the brides." "How?" "I don't know yet. But you survived. That means something." She was quiet for a moment. Then: "Why do you care so much?" "The fourth bride," I said. "Elena. She was mine."

She might have started off as my wrong bride but she is definitely the correct bride for me. Please vote and leave your comments and suggestions in the comment section below. Don't forget to share this story and don't forget to FOLLOW ME also! Love You All!!!

Bound by Revenge The crisp, white pages of the marriage contract stared back at Claire Donovan, taunting her with the weight of the decision she was about to make. Each carefully typed word, each legal clause, felt like another nail in the coffin of her past life. This wasn’t just a contract—it was a gamble, a risk that could either grant her justice or destroy her completely.